So steamy it defies description. Take a peek inside, but beware: this taboo tale of forbidden attraction is not for the timid.
Genre: FICTION / Erotica / GeneralSquinting against the harsh afternoon light, I walked into the living room. I’d been up all night plotting against my mother. How could I get rid of her and keep Chris? It seemed impossible. They were married and a divorce would be messy. Besides, Chris seemed oddly content with my mother. It was one of the many mysteries plaguing me.
I rubbed my eyes and stretched. After waking, I’d spent an hour in bed touching myself and fantasizing about my night with Chris. Masturbation was new territory for me and while I enjoyed remembering fucking Chris, it did not compare to the actual experience. The feel of his hard cock between my legs; the sensation of his lips on my face and neck; his warm body resting on top of mine; it was overwhelming. My pussy still throbbed with the memory.
I ran my hands through my hair and made my way to the kitchen. My mother was sitting at the dining room table with Chris drinking coffee.
“Hey sleepyhead, finally decide to wake up?” he said warmly.
I smiled bashfully. I had no idea how to act around him. We lived together and he slept with my mother. If our arrangement was going to continue I was going to have to learn how to lie.
| Language | Status |
|---|---|
|
Portuguese
|
Already translated.
Translated by Karla Marques V.
|
